Page 70 of Sleeping with the Frenemy

“Say it.” He punctuated his words with a smack to her ass.

Sofi sucked in a breath. “I’m a naughty girl,” she whispered, her voice dripping with lust.

His hand caressed the spot he’d just smacked. “But you want to be my good girl, don’t you?”

She nodded.

Another swat. “What was that?”

“I want to be your good girl.”

“Hmm, we’ll see about that.” He leaned in so his body just barely brushed against hers. He spoke into her ear. “A good girl would let me bend her over and fuck her against this island. Are you going to let me do that?”

Sofi began to nod, but caught herself. “Yes. I will.”

“What if I want to pull your hair as I do it?”

“Pull it.”

“And if I grab your throat?”

“Grab it.”

“That does sound like something a good girl would say, but let’s test that.” His hands coasted from her shoulders to her hips. “I’m going to go grab some condoms. When I come back I want you in the same position, but wearing nothing but those heels. Do you understand?”

“I understand.”

“Move quickly,” he said with a tap to her ass.

Sofi moved as soon as he backed up. She unzipped her dress and lifted the halter over her head before letting it slide to the floor. She pulled down her thong and kicked both items away. Then she took up the same position she’d been in before. She dropped her head and stared at the subtle veining in the white counter as goose bumps broke out all over her skin. She was almost trembling with need, all her nerves from earlier now morphed into anticipation, her breathing already fast.

Leo’s voice enfolded her from a few feet away. “Ay, bombón, qué bonita te ves así, desnuda y esperándome.”

“Thank you.” Her voice was soft and breathy—full of desire.

A cluster of condoms landed on the counter next to her hand.

“Don’t move,” he directed.

Sofi didn’t move. She waited to see what was coming next.

She felt his breath on the back of her neck right before she felt his lips. He kissed his way down her back. He bit her ass cheek right before he pushed her forward, spread her wide, and used his mouth on her.

Sofi groaned and moaned. “Please,” she panted. “More. Please. Please.” He added his fingers to the mix and Sofi cried out. “Yes!”

He didn’t stop. He worked harder. Faster. He was everywhere all at once. Then his tongue hit the perfect spot at the exact same time as his fingers.

Sofi came hard. “Leo!” She slumped onto the counter. Before she could even catch her breath, he was there. She hadn’t even seen him grab a condom.

He wrapped a hand around her hair, making a ponytail for him to grab onto. “Ready?”

“Yes,” she panted.

“Good girl,” he said before he yanked on her hair and slammed into her.

“Fuck,” they both exclaimed at the same time.

“Look at you,” he groaned as he worked his hips. “So perfect. My good girl.”

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